Friday, 18 September 2009

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I JUST CAN'T STAND YOU BIRD PEOPLE. YOU MAKE ME SO ANGRY WITH YOUR LITTLE FACES. WITH YOUR LITTLE FACES. YOUR LITTLE BIRD FACES. YOU CAN'T EVEN WALK. YOU CAN'T EVEN TALK. YOU CAN'T EVEN DO A LITTLE BIRD WALK. YOU CAN'T EVEN TALK. YOU CAN'T EVEN BIRD SPEAK TO ME. YOU CAN'T EVEN FUCK. YOU CAN'T EVEN FUCK. YOU FUCKING CAN'T EVEN FUCK WITH YOUR BIRD FACE. I JUST WANNA TAKE YOUR BIRD WINGS AND I WANNA RIP THOSE FUCKING WINGS OUT OF YOUR BODY AND THEN I'M GONNA. THEN I'M GONNA SHRED THOSE WINGS AND I'LL SHRED YOUR BIRD LEGS AND I'LL FEED THOSE WINGS AND THOSE LEGS TO YOU AND YOU WON'T MOVE. YOU'LL STAY STILL. OH AND I'LL GET YOU A CAGE AND YOU'LL LIVE IN YOUR CAGE AND YOU'LL SHIT AND YOU'LL PISS AND THAT'S ALL YOU EVER DO ANYWAY. ALL I GET FROM YOU IS SHIT AND PISS. BIRD SHIT AND BIRD PISS. ALL YOU GIVE ME IS SHIT. ALL I GET IS FUCKING BULL BIRD SHIT. AND YOU KNOW WHAT I'M GONNA DO. I'M GONNA FEED YOU THAT FUCKING SHIT. I'LL FEED YOU THAT SHIT AND YOU'LL TASTE IT AND YOUR LITTLE BIRD TONGUE WON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. AND I'LL TAKE YOUR BIRD WINGS AND YOUR BIRD LEGS AND I'LL LAUGH.